F

I got

enough

on

my

Bb

mind

That

when

she

pulls me

by the

F

hair

She

hasn't

much

to

hold

Bb

on to

F

She's

keeping

count

on her

Bb

hand

One, two, three

days

that

I've

been

Bb

F/A

Gm

Sleep

-

ing

on

my

F

side

F

I fin-

ish

kis-

sing

my

Bb

death

So

now

I

head back

up the

F

stairs

Thinking

about

where

I've

Bb

been

I mean the

sun was never

like

this

F

I

wanna

feel

with

the

Bb

sea

-sons

I

guess

it makes

sense

'Cause

Bb

F/A

Gm

my

life's

be-

come

as

vapid

as

a

Bb

F/A

Gm

night

out

in

Los

An-

gel-

es

and

Bb

F/A

Gm

F

I

just

want

to

stay

in

bed

C

and

Bb

F

hold

you

like

I

used to

You

Bb

F

know

that

I

am

home

so

Bb

F

Dar-

ling

If

you

love

me

won't

F

She

got

enough on her

Bb

mind

That

she

feels

no

sor-

F

row

I let

my

faith

fill

the

Bb

air

So now she's

rolling down the window

F

I've

never been

one

to

Bb

hold

on

But I need

a last breath,

so

Bb

F/A

Gm

I

ask

if

she

remembers when

she

Bb

F/A

Gm

used

to

come

and

visit me

We

were

Bb

F/A

Gm

F

fools

to

think

that

not-

thing

could

go